Abigail

She was born in Spring of 2001, probably March. I scraped her off the road on the entrance to 581 when she was about 5-6 weeks old. She had been hit by a car, was in shock, but still alive. We think she was wild born, and had never seen a human before. We believe her mother was another road kill seen not long after. She was a very special kitty. She loved Rufus and Isabelle; they were her special babies.

Abigail was our first Calico Cat. She would not let us pet her until she
was about 6 months old. It was like a dramatic realization that people
could do nice things for her--like petting. After that she became very
demanding about laps, especially when I sat in my recliner in the living
room. That was Abigail's chair, whenever I sat in it; and my lap
belonged to her whenever I sat there. She would jump and and proceed to
try several different positions, often pushing her head down into my lap
to get comfortable. We called that "standing on her head"; it was quite
characteristic of her. After she began to accept petting, she decided
she liked belly rubs. So whenever she saw us and wanted attention, she
would roll on her back and show her belly. And as soon as one started
to give her a belly rub, she'd purr and then suddenly grab the hand and
bite and kick. She thought this was great fun. This often happened at
the breakfast table. She wanted to be the center of attention. She was
about 1 year old when the kittens moved in--Rufus and Isabelle. While
the rest of the kitties were not at all pleased, Abigail was thrilled,
and adopted them as her babies. That closeness remained all these years,
as the babies grew into substantial kitties. Both Rufus and Isabelle
were frequently seen cuddled up to "Aunt Abby", asking her to wash them,
which she would always do.